Alice was too much puzzled to say anything; so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again. 'They've a temper, some of them — particularly verbs: they're the proudest — adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs — however, I can manage the whole lot of them! Impenetrability! That's what I say!'

'Would you tell me please,' said Alice, 'what that means?'

'Now you talk like a reasonable child,' said Humpty Dumpty, looking very much pleased. 'I meant by "impenetrability" that we've had enough of that subject, and it would be just as well if you'd mention what you mean to do next, as I suppose you don't mean to stop here all the rest of your life.'

'That's a great deal to make one word mean,' Alice said in a thoughtful tone.

'When I make a word do a lot of work like that,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'I always pay it extra.'...

Yes, but he lives up in the Hinterland which does most of the eligible and marriageable Mudcat females no good. Amos, is there a Plan B to foisting him off matching him up with someone?

MOM and I have kicked back and shared a leftover bottle of wine. The glasses were clean, but the rest of the kitchen is waiting for tomorrow to be cleared up. It was a busy day today, and she wanted to ride along to my friend's house where I've been working to clear it out so the bank will pay him for cleaning it "broom clean." She's the one who told the metal scavengers to stay out of the dumpster and to go around the back and see the owner about anything he might have to donate to their cause. She was a little intimidating with that old blunderbuss she must have gotten from Raparree.

The way Rapparee rationalizes this is by making a secret pun in his mind. So, he thinks "Well, Little Hawk IS engaged--in posting on Mudcat! AND he's engaged in buying and selling things. And in ordinary processes like digestion. So I am completely correct to say he is engaged. I didn't say, "Engaged to be married", did I?"

It's just twisty book-minded bull, the specialty of certain high circles in Pocatello. I see you, Rapparee!! I see you!!!

Fleas? Humans don't "get" and "keep" fleas. Unless they cavort with animals that get and keep fleas. I wasn't aware that apes do so. Cats... dogs... other such lower species... yes. But not the noble apes eh?

MOM, I'm bushed! I helped empty an over-stuffed garage of the trash hoarded there and have just a little more to do tomorrow. I may get to that concert in the evening after all! I brought you home a few trinkets - there seemed to be a lot of ratchet sets rolling around on the floor so I picked up a handful and you can string them and wear them like chrome beads.

There is a whole class of communications called "Pretense" where artful signals are deployed in intricate, meaningful ways as though someone intended to communicate, but where the actual intent is no such thing. In this specialized and counter-productive genre, our own Rapparee is an acknowledged master.

The crisis is over! Don went out at sunset to check on Shane and Shane was gone! But a frantic search around town ended up finding him searching the dumpster behind Tim Horton's for discarded donuts and stuff.

Shane tried to read the entirety Rapparee's last post so he could compose an insulting reply to it, but he couldn't get through it. He kept muttering "Flip ME!" under his breath, working his way painfully from one word to the next, tracing the letters of each word with his index finger...then finally froze in place, staring at the screen with his mouth hanging open and his eyes glazed. Don found him there around 11:30 this morning and was unable to get any kind of response from him. It appears that his brain may have fused or something like that. He didn't even respond to an offer of a cold beer! Don has wheeled him out into the backyard in a wheelbarrow in hopes that fresh air and sun may revive him, and is planning to call the paramedics or perhaps Officer Dana if the boy still hasn't regained consciousness by 5 pm.

Raining again - I can hardly believe it. MOM still thinks it's so amazing that she was dancing naked in the driveway before dawn. I turned off the motion detector porch light so people driving past wouldn't see her too clearly.

Mom, I guess I've got to do EVERYTHING around here! And I didn't even crow over the palindrome because I'm so humble. Sheesh!

Amos, are you affected by the HP thing in San Diego? And have you read the article for this abstract in "APS"?

Magnetic flux conservation in turbulent plasmas at high magnetic Reynolds numbers is argued neither to hold in the conventional sense nor to be entirely broken, but instead to be valid in a statistical sense associated to the "spontaneous stochasticity" of Lagrangian particle trajectories. The latter phenomenon is due to the explosive separation of particles undergoing turbulent Richardson diffusion, which leads to a breakdown of Laplacian determinism for classical dynamics. Empirical evidence is presented for spontaneous stochasticity, including numerical results. A Lagrangian path-integral approach is then exploited to establish stochastic flux freezing for resistive hydromagnetic equations and to argue, based on the properties of Richardson diffusion, that flux conservation must remain stochastic at infinite magnetic Reynolds number. An important application of these results is the kinematic, fluctuation dynamo in nonhelical, incompressible turbulence at magnetic Prandtl number (Prm) equal to unity. Numerical results on the Lagrangian dynamo mechanisms by a stochastic particle method demonstrate a strong similarity between the Prm=1 and 0 dynamos. Stochasticity of field-line motion is an essential ingredient of both. Finally, some consequences for nonlinear magnetohydrodynamic turbulence, dynamo, and reconnection are briefly considered.

Let's try it both ways and see which generates more power. ;-D And don't forget to get out the probes...I think usin' a cattle prod inserted where the sun don't shine might produce a really dramatic response from "the library dude". Probably show up real good on them seismographs out around San Francisco Bay.

NOTHING can satisfy that man's unnatural lust! ;-D Trust me on this. Half the call girls in Idaho have tried, farm animals have tried, other Idaho Legion members have tried, even machines have been tried, and he still ain't satisfied.

I call it that a hopeless case. Ook! Ook! He oughta be strapped to a bench and used to generate some electrical power if ya ask me.